stava camminando sotto la pioggia
her arms were full of goosebums as the water cooled and carressed her skin
it was five in the afternoon and heavy traffic downtown Twincity
she left the car somewhere in the middle
close to the Green Bridge
her parent gaping at the backseets
as she crossed between the cars she felt a huge storm breaking out
all was dark
within and without
and she started to cry raindrops that fell to the asphalf under her feet
creating rivers and ponds
her feet staggering and mumbling unnkown fragments of words
crossed over the river and carried her to a warm fireplace
this was the last time anyone so her cry in pain
by the time she finished a crust was built around her
a crust that holds all moist within
even when she would want to
weep and thunder
like a storm
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